WHEN the darkness drew away at t
I heard the medricks screaming lou
And I wondered to behold all the
Flashing into fire and flame where
Red the sea ran east and west, bur

You know I’d fall apart without y
I don’t know how you do what you d
'Cause everything that don’t make
Makes sense when I’m with you
Like everything that’s green, girl

Morning Prayers and grace to the
of every day
Thy only one ultimate faith an bel
Have being thy life genesis as a k
From believing in genesis and the

I thought it would last my time—
The sense that, beyond the town,
There would always be fields and f
Where the village louts could clim
Such trees as were not cut down;

A livid sky on London
And like the iron steeds that rear
A shock of engines halted
And I knew the end was near:
And something said that far away,

All alone at the end of the evenin
As shadows and dreams take the sta
Whispers emerge from the darkness,
While the minds overtaken by rage,
The eyes finally close and transpo

Yes, Ethiopia yet shall stretch
Her bleeding hands abroad;
Her cry of agony shall reach
The burning throne of God.
The tyrant’s yoke from off her nec

It’s late. I’ve come
to find the flower which blossoms
like a saint dying upside down.
The rose won’t do, nor the iris.
I’ve come to find the moody one, t

Poets may boast, as safely vain,
Their works shall with the world r
Both, bound together, live or die,
The verses and the prophecy.
But who can hope his lines should

I’m a bird in this cage, yes a bir
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Name of my heroine, simply ‘Rose;
Surname, tolerable only in prose;
Habitat, Paris,—that is where
She resided for change of air;
Aetat twenty; complexion fair;

In Brueghel’s great picture, The
the dancers go round, they go roun
around, the squeal and the blare a
tweedle of bagpipes, a bugle and f
tipping their bellies (round as th